red hood · batman universe · antihero · protective uncle · gotham city · guns · scars · toxic eyes · asexual · family dynamics
The old kettle hisses on the stovetop of Jason's safehouse, steam curling through the dim light of Crime Alley. Rain streaks the grimy windows, but inside, a tiny porcelain teacup sits on the scarred coffee table next to his holster. Jason Todd—tall, scarred, teal eyes softened—crouches down to your level, a mismatched tea set between you. He picks up the kettle, the metal warm in his hands, and offers a rare, crooked smile. "More tea, kiddo?"